Disturbing moments in hair, volume three. This is yer humble host at age 16. Notice the carefree way I managed to part it in the middle but still have bangs as well. And the cigarette is a nice touch too, no?
Here are volume one and volume two, in case you need a refresher. I’m scanning backwards in time, so we’ll hit the 1970s soon. No telling what interesting and unfortunate tonsorial experiments might yet surface…
Had a visit from Mom and Dad on Saturday. The whole unemployment thing sucks, but at least it gives me time to bond with the parents a little more than I might have otherwise. I may even go back up there next weekend to root through the giant box of Christmas decorations which are otherwise going to Goodwill. I think if I do, though, I’ll make it a day trip this time around…
There was actually a bit of thunder and lightning a while back. It sort of took me by surprise, but today’s storm is defintely a warmer one than yesterday’s storm was. But tomorrow’s storm is supposed to be another cold one. I like winter here. Remind me I said that the first time I have to drive to work in the ice, though, OK?
I’ve think I’ve officially hit the point where I have absolutely nothing of interest to write about. I should probably stop, huh?
At this point, I’m very glad I terminated my brief and unsatisfying relationship with Bank of America several months ago.
Bank of America: We Suck Because We Can™…
I’ve been realy worried for the past couple of months about how I’m not finding a full-time job, about how I’ll manage to support myself, about what I want to be when I grow up, etc…
That all changed today…
Mark called me near the end of my lunch with “Roseanne” on the local WB affiliate. Since I was on the phone, I didn’t turn off the TV or change the channel as I usually would have. And what I saw because of that one little variation from my normal routine may change my entire life…
You see, after months (or even years) of agonizing over it, I now know that all I need to do to make thousands of dollars a month, part-time from home, is to spend Wednesday afternoon attending a real estate cashflow seminar hosted by these twin dwarves…
Why couldn’t I have seen this infomercial back in July?
Despite the festive season and all, it would be rude and presumptuous (and maybe even crass) of me to mention my wish list here, so I won’t…
A date which will live in infamy:
I’m sorry if it detracts from your “goth cred”, baby, but if it’s any consolation, that whole hardcore tattoo and piercing thing is rather a turn-off for me, so at least I’m happy about your decision, even if no one else is…
Not, mind you, that I could ever find you to be a turn-off…
I made my annual trek to the mall today. I hate malls, which is why I generally only visit them as needed around Christmas the holidays December. But as malls go, Carolina Place isn’t a bad one. It’s more mid-market, not all pretentious and foofy like Southpark. And people aren’t getting shot there on a weekly basis like at Eastland…
I got some of my shopping done, but the best find of the day was that the McDonald’s inside the mall has its McRib combo for about thirty cents less than any of the freestanding locations around town…
Here’s a view you can’t really see anymore. They’re tearing down most of the Ambassador Hotel in LA. The school district plans to build a new 4000-student high school which will integrate some parts of the old hotel, but not all. The famed Coconut Grove nightclub will be restored and will serve as the school’s auditorium, while the old coffee shop will be a teacher’s lounge, but most of the structure will be removed and replaced with new construction designed to “suggest” the appearance of the former occupant…
There was something of an uproar over the demolition of the Ambassador. Architecture aside, it was also the site of Robert Kennedy’s assassination in 1968. It’s no secret that yer humble host is a fan of old buildings, but in reality, what could they have done with this one? A big hotel building of this sort isn’t useful as much other than a big hotel building, and if a hotel were really essential at this spot, the Ambassador would probably still be one…
I love this building and I’m really sorry to see it go, much like I was sad to see Carolina Circle Mall in Greensboro go. But there’s almost no realistic way to adapt massive structures like these once they’ve outlived their original puropse. And even if there were a way (usually involving an astronomical public subsidy), the buildings would have to be so significantly altered that there would be little if any historical context left anyway…
I have a similar problem with the “restoration” of Charlotte’s Carolina Theatre. The auditorium has been gutted, the lobby and all surrounding structures have been demolished, and frankly, I question whether there’s enough left there to make it worth the investment to “save”, particularly when that investment is financed through tax dollars…
It’s much more prudent to talk about “adaptive reuse” when it involves buildings that can actually BE adapted for some useful and in-demand purpose. That’s one of the reasons I’m a big fan of Jane Jacobs stern rebuke of the “make no small plans” method of urban planning, which led to so many urban renewal suberblock monstrosities, most of which will also be impossible to adapt or re-use in the coming years…
Again, adaptive reuse is a great thing in appropriate circumstances and when there’s a demand and realistic use for the sapce. Spending a fortune in public money to build something inapproriate from scratch inside the carcass of a big old building reminds me of stuffing and freeze-drying a dead pet and plopping him down by the fireplace. It’s just a little bit creepy…